By the time the DW interview was over, it was already 10 p.m.

In order to welcome the upcoming national competition, the organizing committee also specially held a sumptuous cocktail party to wash away the dust.

The scene of the cocktail party was lively and lively, with delicious food everywhere and laughter.

Lu Zuoyu shuttled through the scene of the drinking party where people came and went, and if he didn't pay attention, Chu Xiaoxi disappeared from under his nose.

As soon as he passed the cooking table, someone suddenly stopped in front of him.

"Yu."

It was a young man in his twenties, wearing a dark gray embroidered gold jersey.

A pair of lightly picked peach blossom eyes, his pupils are very light in color, the color of glass. The chestnut hair is carefully groomed, and the ends of the hair are slightly fluffy and curly, and the whole person looks clean and tidy, handsome and sunny.

If it weren't for the lingering sense of loss in his eyes, he would have been a talkative, optimistic, handsome and merry big boy.

Not seen for three years, this guy hasn't changed much.

He is a strong support for the DW team, Bai Chen.

He was the veteran of the original DW team and chose to stand on Li Huaiyu's team.

Lu Zuoyu's dark eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice was suddenly cold: "Get out of the way." ”

Bai Chen's expression was lonely, obviously expecting Lu Zuoyu's indifferent attitude, he only shifted his gaze and asked in a low voice: "Is she sick?" This kind of lively occasion has always been fond of her. ”

Upon learning that Chunjie had arrived in Kyoto City as a substitute for the WD team, Bai Chen was filled with mixed feelings.

The past is like smoke, and then look back at a piece of wreckage.

Lu Zuoyu sneered: "Don't get close to purity, you are not qualified." ”

This indifferent sentence was like a sharp knife that stabbed Bai Chen's heart fiercely.

Yes, he really doesn't qualify.

In the most careless youth, I failed her again and again.

When the pure disappointment left, Bai Chen regretted it.

Only then did he realize that purity had already become a part of his life, appearing in his memory all the time, and gradually becoming clear in the passage of time.

But time won't go back, and he can't dissect his true heart.

...

"Deputy Bai, there is a new training project arranged above, and you need to review it." A cheerful voice broke the stalemate between the two.

Yang An rushed over and handed over the blue folder, but after a while, he saw Bai Chen's ...

Yang An wiped his eyes, and his gray hair almost exploded.

This is not the King of Nandu?

Pure brother?

Lu Zuoyu's black eyes fell on Yang An, and his handsome eyebrows were slightly raised.

Bai Chen suppressed the pain in his eyes and looked at Yang An: "You know?" ”

The corners of Lu Zuoyu's lips curled, and he deliberately said: "Of course I remember the guy who said I wanted to marry Pure. ”

"Nonsense!! All I said was purity! Yang An's eyes widened and he explained in a panic, "I didn't want to marry her, at least not yet... Ah, that's not what I mean..."

Taking a step and brushing Bai Chen's shoulder, Lord Lu Shen left indifferently.

Bai Chen narrowed his eyes dangerously, stared at Yang An, and repeated word by word: "Pursuing purity? ”

If Yang An had a shovel in his hand, he would have to dig a pit and bury himself, and no one would find him.

Yang An shook his head bitterly, and explained at a loss: "Bai, Bai Deputy, you listen to me, things are not what you think..."

Mom, Yang'an children's shoes are desperate, and they can't wash it when they jump into the Yellow River this time!

Bai Chen snorted coldly: "Go back, a little black house for a month." ”